Eve.

"Here." Jason said giving me a napkin to clean my face. He had a look of disgust on his face while I ate the pineapple pizza.

He kept grumbling about how it was wrong to put fruits on a sacred meal like pizza.

Since when did pizza become sacred anyways?

Regardless of anything, I couldn't care less about what he had to say because I enjoyed every bit of the meal.

After we were done eating, we talked about other stuffs and that lead me to the question that has been lingering on my mind for a while.

"Jason." I called softly.

"Yeah?" He answered quietly.

"Can I ask...